One of Nie Tian's Demonic Eyes had turned pitch-black, while the other, the Heavenly Punishment Defiant Eye, was blood-red.
His Special Bloodline Eyes were in a strange state of rage: the power of his eyes was soaring, but it was not released, instead fusing with the blood of his entire body!
"Is the God-Demon Body about to awaken?" Fat Cat suddenly realized something, and his eyes trembled as he cried out in shock.
But Nie Tian was like a wild beast at the moment, and he did not hear what Fat Cat was saying at all.
"A mere Demi Saint wants to kill us?" At that moment, the people from Vanishing Shadow Temple did not take Nie Tian seriously at all. One of them stepped forward and looked at Nie Tian mockingly, extremely arrogant.
"Die!" But at that moment, the corner of Nie Tian's mouth twitched, and he uttered a single word Coldly. His murderous intent soared to the extreme in an instant.
The next moment, Nie Tian's figure moved as fast as lightning. He soared into the air, and the Void around him trembled as if it was being torn apart.
In the next moment, several illusory images of Nie Tian appeared in the void.
His speed was so fast that he left a shadow in the air with each step he took.
Then, an extremely horrifying scene appeared.
"Crash!" The arrogant Vanishing Shadow Temple martialist's body swayed, and then he was torn in half in the air. Blood sprayed into the air like a curtain of blood.
Nie Tian's figure appeared in the curtain of blood, his whole body bathed in crimson like a demon from hell.
"This …" The other martialists from Vanishing Shadow Temple saw this, and their arrogant laughter came to an abrupt halt. They all sucked in a breath of cold air, and their eyes glazed over.
They could not believe their eyes at all. What had they just seen?
Nie Tian had walked straight over and torn apart a pseudo-Saint powerhouse with his bare hands.
And his strength was only that of a Demi Saint!
Such a scene was something that no one could believe or accept.
And yet, they had seen it with their own eyes.
"Die! All of you, die! " At that moment, Nie Tian suddenly turned around. His eyes, filled with the aura of death, locked onto a few Jueying Temple warriors.
In that instant, the warriors of the Jueying Shrine felt despair seep into their souls.
In front of the beast-like Nie Tian, they did not have the slightest ability to resist.
"You, you want to …" The next moment, a Jueying Temple warrior saw several shadows appear in front of him. He wanted to say something, but before he could finish, his entire body was split in two in the air.
"Whoosh! Hua! Whoosh! "Following that, numerous illusory figures appeared in the sky, and wherever the illusory figures passed, a screen of blood appeared.
In the blink of an eye, seven or eight pseudo-Saint martial artists were all killed.
Nie Tian was like a ferocious beast, slaughtering everything!
"Nie Tian!" Right at this moment, a cry of alarm suddenly sounded from outside the valley.
"Hmm?" Nie Tian's face darkened. The cry had come from Yi Mo. His figure flashed as he rushed out of the valley.
In the air, a dozen figures stood coldly. The one leading them was the foremost genius of the Jueying Shrine, Shadowfire Ruiner!
On the ground, Yi Mo stood shakily. His entire body was a bloody mess, and he was seriously injured.
Jin An's huge body was covered with a dozen terrible gashes. He was actually on the verge of death.
Nie Tian had been too focused on killing in the valley just now, and had not noticed what had happened outside.
"Yi Mo!" Nie Tian moved to Yi Mo's side.
"I'm fine," Yi Mo said with difficulty, holding his breath.
"Mm." Nie Tian nodded slightly. He opened the Nine Extreme Gates and sent Yi Mo and Jin An inside.
Then, he glared at Shadowfire Ruiner and said Cold, "Shadowfire Ruiner, you stole Ruoyu Qianye's eyes!"
"Nine-color Pupils are one of the ten most powerful eyes in the world," Shadow Flame Ruinous Star said with a cold smile. "Not to mention the fact that you've unlocked nine of them. Who wouldn't be tempted by them?" Disdain could be seen in his eyes as he looked at Nie Tian.
"You're dead!" Nie Tian's eyes darkened as he spat out these words Cold.
"Do you think you're qualified to be my opponent?" Shadowfire Ruiner smiled Cold. Then, his body shook. His aura surged, and the air around him trembled.
"Sixth-level pseudo-Saint!" Nie Tian looked at Shadowfire Ruiner and sensed the latter's strength. There was not fear in his eyes, but an intense murderous intent.
Shadowfire Ruiner was already a fifth-level pseudo-Saint before he took the test on the Heaven's Chosen Platform. It was not surprising that he had become a sixth-level pseudo-Saint after absorbing the power of the Yellow Seed.
But even if he was a sixth-level pseudo-Saint, he would not be able to escape death today!
"Kill him!" Shadowfire Ruiner did not make a move. Instead, he shouted to the people around him.
"A mere Demi Saint scum, there's no need to …" One of the martial artists took a step forward and glared at Nie Tian in disdain. But before he could finish, he was abruptly cut off as his body was severed into two halves, forming a curtain of blood in the air.
"This …" The other martialists of the Jueying Temple were completely stunned when they saw this.
How could Nie Tian be so fast? How could his physical strength be so strong?
As a fifth-level Demi Saint, he had torn apart a first-level pseudo-Saint with his bare hands. Was this really not an illusion?
"All of you must die!" Nie Tian said in a low voice, his eyes fierce and cold.
"Attack!" Shadowfire Ruiner was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted and growled.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The martialists of the Jueying Temple attacked in unison. Waves of violent power howled out, crashing down on Nie Tian like a raging wave.
Nie Tian stood coldly in the air. There was no fear in his eyes. Instead, he was filled with murderous intent.
The next moment, he moved.
He took a step forward, and with each step, he left a shadow in the air.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Nie Tian was like the most berserk of beasts. He did not care about anything else, using his physical body to resist all the attacks.
His figure was like a sharp blade, piercing through all the violent attacks. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the people of the Jueying Temple.
"Die!" With a violent voice, Nie Tian moved like lightning towards a Jueying Temple martialist. He stretched out his hand and pressed it against the top of the man's head. With a sudden burst of strength, the man's head was crushed.
Then came the next.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The sound of heads exploding rang out in the air. Amidst the crimson light, headless corpses appeared and fell to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Jueying Temple martialists were dead!
The only survivor, Yan Pojun, looked at Nie Tian with trembling eyes, as if he was looking at a monster.
The scene in front of him was something that he had never expected. It was something that he could not imagine at all.
Nie Tian was only a fifth-level Demi Saint. How could his physical strength be so strong that he could tear apart a pseudo-Saint elite?
It seemed that pseudo-Saints were like paper puppets in Nie Tian's hands.
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